They were found wandering the streets of Pueblo together. Outlaws. Renegades. On the run. Young and madly in love with each other and the freewheeling, carefree life that comes with the open road. Even so, maybe, just maybe, it was time to settle down. For Bonnie and Clyde to have a family.
Getting off the streets was one thing, but Clyde's wandering ways couldn't be tamed. He was constantly testing the boundaries and disappearing into the night. In search of something better. Sometimes he'd come home of his own volition. Other times he'd self medicate getting drunk on pizza dough and nearly ending it all. He was reckless and overindulgent.
But Bonnie stayed by his side, despite herself, following him wherever he went. She tried to be the quiet and shy voice of reason. The yin to his yang. Strong and self disciplined, except for her powerlessness over chocolate croissants. No matter. Clyde likes she carries a few extra pounds. Her booty makes the perfect pillow for his weary head. Bonnie's greatest weakness was simply loving Clyde too much.
As the years went on, Clyde began to mellow. Becoming a bit less adventuresome and a bit more of a homebody. Bonnie came into her own, blossoming into a huntress bringing home the bacon. Even if that bacon was a squirrel. They'd settled for the quiet life and they finally have a family who loves them very much.
On any given day they can be found lying on the porch together staring off into the distance. Remembering their adventures. Content.